The GOP's Titanic-Two is in the Ice Field...

 
 
 
    The Grand Old Party set sail with their President who was unsure of their course and unaware of the calamitous ice field ahead.  This neophyte captain was on his first such voyage and remarked to his crew, "Compass? I don't need no stinkin' compass!"
 
    And thus began the four-year voyage of insanity.
 
    From the moment they cast off, the narcissistic nincompoop in charge told the people on the shore his first whopper of a lie:  "We will have so many wins along the way that you will get sick of winning."
 
   And sick they got...but not of winning.

   According to the log of one of the crew, the nights got darker, the water got colder, and the icebergs became bigger.  They knew they were in troubled waters, but no one could explain it to the cantankerous captain.  His retort was always the same:  "I will see us through...I am a stable genius."

   But the mother of all icebergs was dead ahead.

   The captain was about to meet his match:  "Uncle" Joe Biden.  "Uncle" Joe is an exact opposite of our self-acclaimed "stable genius."  He is a calming force in the sea of turmoil.  He has tenacity, but he has respect.  He has years of experience and wisdom instead of feigned intelligence.  He has his country at heart, not his personal bank account.  He has a warm handshake for his allies and a stern warning for his adversaries.  And he has the support of the people at home.  He is the iceberg our "stable genius" does not want to tangle with.

    The captain is in over his head and floundering from one corrupt crisis to another.  His crew, in order to show support, is finding it necessary to swallowing more lies than sea water.

   Finally, the Biden-berg is dead ahead.  

   The crew of Titanic-Two has two choices:  Support their demented dimwit to the bitter end... or jump ship. 

    I'm betting most of them already have their life jackets in easy reach.

    As for the "stable genius," he'll tell the fake news he is just stopping to take on a little ice.


  
 
   
 
    
    

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